You’re used to diving straight into your imagination and exploring the boundless world of your creativity! You know your characters as well as you know yourself: their triumphs are your triumphs, their struggles are your struggles. Remember not to get so swallowed up by your novel that you forget to take care of yourself this month. If you keep yourself grounded with realistic goals, you’ll make it to 50K with flying colors.
Prompt: Write a scene in which a character is not sure if they’re awake or dreaming.
The whole week was Library week or book week. Yesterday the children could go into the hall and pick as many books as they want. They had to bring there well read books to school and change them for once they haven’t read yet. Lots of books came in and many went out again yesterday. They also had a story reading time during lunch break. They called it “stop and read”. some volunteer parents came in every break and read a short story.
Today, the last day of Library week, the students had to dress up as a character from a book. Here are some photos from the Before school children.
Nearing the end of the year reminded me of times that had not been as straight as a road with dotted lines. Mishaps happen. Time changes.
I went to see my family. Worst thing I could have done. I did not inform them that I was on my way, let alone that I wanted to speak to them.
Reaching my destination at seven that the morning, all was quiet. I knocked on the door. Still no movement or sound. Suddenly a noise came from the back yard. I rushed to the back. There they were. Both still in their pajamas. My fiance and my sister.
In my mind I took scissors and cut the straight line I lived in half.
“Cut the crap! I hate both of you. You both are not welcome in my life.” I went back and ended the relationship. Ending it was not easy but had been worth it.
The dice did not fall in the right places! Shame on the dealers.
Katy had never been very lucky when it came to gambling. She thought that she would try it for the last time and then never do it again if she lost.
It was time for the usual evening “gambling”session in the retirement village. They were not allowed to gamble openly. Mark had arranged for the five friends to meet in his garage. He had some space to put a table, chairs and some candles to light up the place.
All five were sitting around the table waiting for the last throw. Katy took the dice. Shook them and also blew on them.
She threw them. They rolled. One, a two and a one! She could not believe her bad luck again.
She had to take out her dentures, that was all she still owned.
Three months ago Sonya planned a trip of a lifetime for her and her younger sister Amber. She kept on going over every arrangement. They were going to escape all the huzzle and buzzle of celebrations. Their father was going to marry the most horrible woman. The two sisters could not stand her at all.
Sonya blindfolded her sister with her scarf before they embarked the ship. She wanted her sister never to forget the perfect escape. They climbed the stairs to their cabin.
Sonya opened the door and unknotted the scarf, standing with her back to the open door, looked at her sister’s face. Amber’s face turned from blushing red, to pale as a ghost. With shock Sonia turned around.
“How on earth had it happened! Where did they get the information?” Sonia looked in awe.
There they were! Their father and the the step mother to be.
Finish the story begins with: “From her small balcony, the witch watched the world go by.”
The witch was not the usual witch. She was a special child-like witch. She wore her black coat and hat only on special occasions. Before she went out to sit on her balcony each morning, she would first dress up. She always brought her favourite broom with her out onto the balcony for in case she wanted to follow someone in a hurry. Her black cat would always be at her side. The same ritual every morning at six o’clock. As soon as she detected her best friend coming down the path, she would jump onto her broom and fly down to meet him. It was only her friend that knew she was waiting on the balcony. Passers by could only see the black cat every morning waiting to see who was passing by.